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Open Starter: Gabrielle Cordova
It was hard to concentrate now, especially after the accident, and for some reason none of the teachers understood that.
Gabrielle sighed, running a hand through her hair as she tried to focus on the math work at hands. But after being in the hospital for months, not knowing if she would live or die, homework wasn’t on her list of things to focus on.
She sighed, looking up from her place on the bleachers as she watched the football team practice, what a typical thing to see on a high school campus.
Gabby huffed, slamming the math book closed and leaning back. It was like school just moved on, while her best friend was missing or dead. They didn’t seem to care. No one seems to care. She let her fingers trace against the long scar of the side of her head. The hair may never grow back, she remembered the doctor saying. Just another issue at hand.
#stargazermuse#school spirits roleplay#school spirits rp#new ocs#new oc - Gabrielle Cordova#faceclaim: blu hunt#for now at least
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"I'll be honest, I was a little surprised you called for a ride. Did Wheeler give you my number? Is everything okay?"
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Willie couldn't help but chuckle at the sudden awkwardness Alex just created. It was cute, endearing in a way. Something that he had grown used to with Alex. It kind of made him, him. In a good way.
He rolled his eyes, before reaching over catching the hand on his shoulder. He gave a light squeeze, before turning back. "Catch ya later, hotdog." He teased, smiling at the boy, before turning on his heel so he wouldn't make it awkward either.
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Willie smiled softly, his own blush creeping up. Meaning in life. He sure hoped there was still meaning. Even in their dead lives. He loosened his grip when Alex pulled away, and a small frown graced his lips. But just as quickly as it came, it was gone.
It did return once Alex said he needed to get back. As if staying with him wasn’t intended. He turned his head so Alex wouldn’t see it, giving him a moment to play it safe. “Right. I should get back to the club.” Hollywood Ghost Club. What once had been home was now a prison for him. There was only so much time before he was pulled back. And he hated it so much. “You keep rocking, hotdog. Someday you’ll find your unfinished business.”
There’s a part of Alex who wants to STAY, because he does enjoy spending time with Willie, but he doesn’t want to make things awkward, and he also truly does have to check up on Julie and the others. ( And no, that’s not an excuse, thank you very much. )
“Yeah. Sure. I mean…I hope so.” He says, running a hand through his hair as he stands, trying not to rock back and forth on his heels. “You too. See you soon?” He offers, reaching out to somewhat awkwardly pat the other’s shoulder.
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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. (REPOST DO NOT REBLOG!)
Name: Kailee Marie but you can call me Kai or Chandler Pronouns: She/They Preference of communication: Here or Discord- Name of muse(s): Too many on here to name but I also have Phoenix, Pietro, Cordelia, Nikolai, Seraphina, Kai, Valerie, & Jonathan Platforms you’ve used: Oh shit uhh besides here and Discord I've used Omegle, Quotev, Kik, Wattpad and if anyone remembers Polyvore, there too- Best experience: Honestly this past year and a half since I've got back into rping has been the best I could've ever asked for- there were definetely some rocky parts, but I've made some really great friendships and met some really awesome people, and I wouldn't change it for the world. RP pet peeves / dealbreakers: Super pushy people, drama/call out posts, and people who refuse to interact with OC's- Fluff, angst, or smut: Honestly I love all of them but there's just something about angsty threads that get me. Plots or memes: Memes are the best ice-breaker for new partners in my opinion but I also love plotting something out with someone- Best time to write: I do better at night in all honestly, I am most definitely a night owl. Are you like your muse(s): I think so, yeah. A lot of my muses, mostly the oc's, have little aspects of my personality infused in them. And with canon characters I normally only add them if I can connect to them in some kind of way. I think I've said it before but it's usually always the older sibling characters or the ones with that same energy- The best examples I can give are Pietro Maximoff, Dean Winchester, Damon Salvatore and Jonathan Byers. And then also the characters that are outcasts for whatever reason like Bucky Barnes, Klaus Mikaelson, Kai Parker, and Eddie Munson.
Tagged by: @armandlucienduval & @theolderh3nderson // thank you both for the tag! Tagging: @chaos-awakens @brokenandlonelysouls @heldheart @luposcainus @upsidedownx @akasupergirl @malka-lisitsa @stargazermuse @little-miss-buffy @forthewinn @fantasywritten and anyone else who wants to do it!
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BOLD any fears that apply to your muse. ITALICIZE what makes them uncomfortable.
|| the dark || fire || open water || deep water || being alone || crowded spaces || confined spaces || change || failure || war || loss of control || powerlessness || prison || blood || drowning || suffocation || public speaking || natural animals || the supernatural || heights || death || dying || intimacy || rejection || abandonment || loss || the unknown || the future || not being good enough || scary stories || speaking to new people || poverty || loud noises || being touched || chains || inner demons || hallucinations || staring || betrayal ||
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Grace sighed, tucking her skirt under. She really wished she had changed before leaving. It would have made things so much easier. And probably warmer.
She turned to look out the window as the rain pelted against the van. “It’s just. Anything bright or loud. Flashes.” She took a shaky breath. “It just reminds me of it.” She hated the monster. That monster that introduced her to a world she never knew existed. That took her uncle from her. Made her feel broken. She looked down at her hands, at the birthmark on her arm that made sense now. She had flung that boy into the wall without a thought in the world, just to get him away from Eleven.
She buried her face into her arms for a minute, willing herself to calm down. To breathe.
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She chuckled, brushing the hair from her face and rubbing her arm to rid the chill away. She didn’t know if it was embarrassment or cold. Both didn’t look good on her.
Grace chuckled. “That’s right.” She shifted into a more comfortable position. “You’re Eddie Munson? You run D&D with the kids.” She remembered hearing Mike talk about him at the dinner table with the family.
“This is clearly how you didn’t want to spend your Thursday afternoon, huh? I’m really sorry.” A clap of thunder and a flash of lightning made her jump. She wished she was stronger.
Eddie smiled, feeling proud of himself for having remembered her name successfully. He nodded with a grin as she recalled who he was. Another hand wave, “like I said, I’m not going to just leave people in storms when they clearly could do with a friendly smile hand.” He didn’t react to her flinch, not wanting her to think he judging her for being frightened.
#stargazermuse#why do the monsters come out at night grace#grace jackson#i don't mind if you ruin my life grace jackson
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“Don’t touch it, please! It hurts.”
(I honestly couldn’t decide on that one or the scar one. For Eli from Skylar if you’d like?)
Eli quickly pulled his hands away and stepped back to grab her a towel instead. He handed it over and he tried to remain as calm as he could for her even though it was a pretty nasty looking wound. "You wanna tell me what happened?"
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#muse; eli#eli answers;; no matter how much all of you want a happy ending you cant have it#stargazermuse
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BITTER SOULMATE PROMPTS | accepting
“c’mon, you’re not that bad.” he winked at her playfully, throwing a grin her way. “besides, not like we have much of a choice.” but they did, didn’t they? just because they were soulmates didn’t mean that things were going to be perfect between them ― god knows his own parents weren’t great together. many nights led to reggie taking hour long showers to drown out the constant fighting as best as he can. “why don’t i want you as my soulmate?”
/. @stargazermuse said: ❛❛ No. No, no, no — you really don’t want me as a soulmate. ❜❜
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So just finished Rise of Red.
I honestly don’t know how I feel about it? Like what? I really don’t.
I mean obviously loved the Cameron Boyce tribute and I am glad that they mentioned Chad cause he is canon.
And all the actors did great! But like the storyline made no sense?
Anyhoo. It’s kind of brought my descendants muse out a bit. So anyone want to RP Descendants?
I’m really wanting to do something with my OC Fae and Carlos. Or Fae and Harry Hook?
#stargazermuse#descendants#just not sure how I feel#it was cute#but not descendants#if that makes sense
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“ the doctor said it could be worse. ” (from Grace if you would like)
"Whether or not it could be worse doesn't mean it doesn't fucking suck," Eddie empathized, taking a chair up beside her to give her a glance over. "Are you doing okay...?"
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@stargazermuse asks:
♦ What’s your favorite thing about RP, generally?
Everything? I love writing characters and stories. It’s not like fanfiction, because you don’t know what’s gonna happened next. There is character development (and I love it), relationships (that doesn’t ends up as we planned... /I’ve an interesting story about characters supposed to became friends that ends up hating each others... And I’m far from hating the mun.../), but also meeting new people, making new friends. I just like stories I guess? I’m writing (RP) for so many time that I’m not sure why I love that.
#{//Mun ~ We're drinking all the f***ing way. and sail far away}#{//OOC ~ On a gap year to see a penguin}#stargazermuse
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@stargazermuse continued from here
Peter woke up a couple days later, his eyes stained with tears. When a nurse came to check on him, Peter whimpered out a couple names. “Wanna see Dillion...or May...or Mr. Stark...”
“I’ll go see if they’re here, okay?” The nurse said softly as she left the room. “Is there anyone here for Mr. Parker?” The nurse hadn’t known what anyone of the people Peter mentioned looked like but she met eyes with Dillion when she said Peter’s name.
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@stargazermuse asked: + 🔓 (Stop having so many good starters! I can't just choose one! :) )
Send ‘🔓’ to find my muse locked in a cell / room after being tortured that they’ve been missing for weeks or months | ↺ reverse
Peter let out a groan as he pulled his mask down and hastily snatched the keys from the gatekeeper’s belt. “I told you you weren’t gonna be able to get my mask off,” He warned the other before sprinting down the hall and into the hidden brick passageway. He was heaving, having fought nearly fifty gang members all at once. That wasn’t going to stop him from getting Dillion the hell out of here, though. “Dillion!” He screamed, his voice cracking from how tired he was.
Eventually, he turned at a corner and found a rusty old fashioned cell where Dillion was shackled to the wall by one wrist. “Oh my God,” He breathed and shoved the key in the keyhole, jiggling it around. When the key didn’t work automatically, he simply resorted to grabbing the bars of the door, twisting them, and pulling them apart wide enough to allow both of them to get out.
Peter quickly stepped inside, peeling off his mask so she could see all the tears that fell down his face. “I-I’m so sorry I couldn’t find you right away,” He whimpered and grabbed the keys, unlocking her shackle and pulling her close to his body. “I’m so sorry,” He said again and closed his eyes, the weeks of frantic searching finally coming to an end. “You’re safe now.”
#''What the hell?'' 🕷️ Unknown verse#stargazermuse#''Did you hear that? They’re calling me. I got to go. I got to go'' 🕷️ answered#(lmaooooooo I'll never stop)
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For @stargazermuse & @holdittighter
It was Luke’s idea. It’s always Luke’s idea, and anyway, he’s the leader, and if they often make decisions together, most of the final decisions are made by Luke. Neither of the guys were against it actually, it’s a great idea, and what’s better than a meeting to confirm how good this idea is? So, as always, Reggie followed his boyfriend to meet this young girl with the voice of an angel. The funny part is that they discover her on youtube, some gig at her school was filmed, but she’s the daughter of one of their friends, Rose Molina. They never met her daughter, but Julie seems nice. And now, Luke and Reggie are standing in front of Molina’s house. Of course they had called before, and they might be waiting for them. It was Rose’s husband who opened the door, and Phantom, because the little guy came with them, they can’t really leave him alone right?, barks happily, asking for petting and gets some, because Ray Molina seems also a good guy. After some introductions, the basics, something like:
“Hey we’re sunset Curve! -Tell your friends! -Is Julie here?”
Ray tells them she’s waiting in the garage, which happened to be their old studio, then Rose’s, and now Julie’s.
#🪕{//Reggie ~ IC}#🪕{//Reggie&Luke ~ That was pretty hot!}#🪕{//Reggie&Julie ~ The voice of an angel}#🪕{//Reggie Verse ~ We are Legends}#🪕{//Thread ~ Wanna join our band?}#holdittighter#stargazermuse#Don't forget to set up an order
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@stargazermuse continued from here
“That’s not what our English teacher said,” Jughead retorted with a smirk.
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Willie smiled softly, his own blush creeping up. Meaning in life. He sure hoped there was still meaning. Even in their dead lives. He loosened his grip when Alex pulled away, and a small frown graced his lips. But just as quickly as it came, it was gone.
It did return once Alex said he needed to get back. As if staying with him wasn’t intended. He turned his head so Alex wouldn’t see it, giving him a moment to play it safe. “Right. I should get back to the club.” Hollywood Ghost Club. What once had been home was now a prison for him. There was only so much time before he was pulled back. And he hated it so much. “You keep rocking, hotdog. Someday you’ll find your unfinished business.”
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Willie looked down, toward Alex’s hand as it covered his. He reacted, turning his palm up so he could take Alex’s hand and return the squeeze. He looked out toward the street for a moment and took a shaky deep breath.
“I don’t think I’ll ever know what my unfinished business is. Maybe it’s my sister, making sure she grows up the way she should. Slow and meaningful, with my aunt. Instead of how fast I had to raise us.” He took another breath. “Maybe it’s making sure my mother gets her life together.”
“Or maybe it’s something like this. Being able to find a meaning in life, dead or not.” He shrugged. “Guess I’ll have to figure it out.” He turned to Alex. “Least I won’t be alone.” Even though he was still trapped, he would do anything for the boys. To help them out where he could.
Alex has often wondered about the unfinished business ever since returning to earth in this capacity. It seems to be obvious that their unfinished business has to do with them never getting their big break, but ever since meeting Julie he knows it’s not that easy.
“I like that,” He finally says, knowing he’s probably been lost in his thoughts for a little too long. “I mean, all of it, but the part about finding meaning in life. It’s not to think we can still have that,” He allows his hand to linger for a little longer before letting go so he wouldn’t make things awkward.
“Right. I should probably head back. See what Julie and the boys are up to.”
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